Brother Chongzi swallowed hard, grabbed the rope with trembling hands, stuffed the recorder into his backpack, and shouted desperately into the radio!
"Pull me up, pull me up!"
The members waiting at the wellhead pulled the three ropes with all their might. Two of them fell to the ground due to excessive force.
Only then did they realize that among the three people who went down, only Brother Chongzi could come back!
After more than ten seconds, the three of them worked together to pull Brother Chongzi out of the well.
As soon as they saw the sunlight, Brother Chongzi’s pale face looked like a ghost and scared all three of them!
"Brother Chongzi, what's wrong with you? What happened?!"
There was panic, fear, and horror on Brother Chongzi's face. He had goose bumps all over his body, which appeared layer after layer. His nervous pupils were shrinking to the size of needle tips!
"Don't ask... don't ask. Pack up your things, clean up all traces, and help me. Take me to see Mr. Malson!"
A few people realized the seriousness of the matter, so they packed up their things immediately, lifted up Brother Chongzi, whose legs were as soft as noodles, and ran straight to Marson's yard!
The mountain village is inherently quiet and the peaceful surroundings make it a good place to live in seclusion.
However, due to Marsson's selfishness, he used strategies and means to make the entire mountain village completely lively.
Old Master Jiang Hai sighed and returned to the courtyard where Zhang Fan was.
"Marson's men have withdrawn. In my opinion, these people would not give the villagers tools brought from the outside world for no reason, nor would they turn around and leave for no reason. Mr. Zhang Fan, aren't you worried about what they got?"
Old Master Jiang Hai seemed a little uneasy. After realizing that the purpose of Maersen and others was not that simple, he began to doubt whether Maersen's goal was similar to his.
Since ancient times, the opportunity for immortality has been confusing and rare. If someone competes with him for it, his chances of obtaining immortality will be much less.
He already regarded Malson as a competitor. How could he feel at ease when his opponent was expanding his advantage and achieving results that he was unaware of?
Zhang Fan smiled slightly, took his eyes away from the water in the bowl, looked at the heavy expression on Mr. Jiang Hai's face, and said steadily and softly: "Mr. Jiang Hai, I only promised you to accompany you to see the Wanku Mountain, but I didn't promise to help you do anything. In my opinion, all this is fate. No one is missing, and no one will be extra out of thin air. So you might as well calm down and see what your fate is."
Old man Jiang Hai frowned.
He always felt that Zhang Fan seemed to know everything, and now he was just standing quietly on the sidelines as if watching a movie.
He can empathize with the characters' joys, sorrows, anger and happiness, but he will not feel happy or sad because of the characters' tragedies or comedies.
He's just an outsider.
This idea, which sounded like it trusted fate and let people endure it, was ultimately difficult for Mr. Jiang Hai to accept.
However, when he was a little angry, he thought of the Evenki guide.
"Does fate really exist?" Old Man Jiang Hai muttered to himself, raised his head and looked at Zhang Fan and said, "You sent Dong Dafu to the south. We were originally missing a guide on this trip, so... it is reasonable for the guide to die. You already knew all this!"
Zhang Fan raised his head slightly and sighed softly: "Everything has its fate. The fact that you have realized something at this moment means that you have seen things that you could not see before. This is not a good thing. On the contrary, it will make your situation even more difficult!"
Old man Jiang Hai opened his mouth in shock, his body and mind felt cold!
He just had a guess, but he didn't expect that his intuitive feeling was the most real.
Fate is right beside them, but who can see it?
It was originally thought that the Ewenki youth fell off the boat accidentally, but now it seems that the guide who originally took this route was sent away by Zhang Fan, so there should not have been another guide on this fateful journey!
Therefore, Madali of the Ewenki ethnic group would die, and the old man on the boat would eventually be eaten by a fish.
Now that so many things have changed for Zhang Fan, what else is he not satisfied with?
Old man Jiang Hai slumped in the chair next to him!
He thought that he had lived for a hundred years and that he could easily master and control all the rules and established bottom lines in this world.
But it was not until now that he realized that ignorance could really obscure one's original wisdom!
"Master, I found Brother Chongzi and several of his men from the Malson team climbing up from the bottom of the ancient well. I watched them go down. There were three people in the well, but in the end only Brother Chongzi came back alive. He was in a panic, as if he had encountered something terrible. He was carried to find Malson."
Old man Jiang Hai stood up! "What? Gujing! What are they doing in Gujing? And they lost two people... What's the reason!"
Taoist Zi Jin shook his head slightly, with a look of wanting to say something but stopping himself!
He saw a lot of things, but he couldn't explain how he saw them. If he told them now, it would only make old man Jiang Hai suspicious of him.
So pretending to know nothing may be the best outcome.
"They wouldn't poison the well water, would they?" Mr. Fei was also attracted by the conversation in the main room. He was studying a map with several members of the investigation team, and had already made a preliminary plan for the exploration. They planned to launch a drone to take pictures of the surrounding mountains and forests to find the place they wanted to go.
However, when he heard that the ancient well seemed to have been tampered with by these people, he felt very panicked and seemed a little at a loss.
"Impossible..." Old Master Jiang Hai immediately refuted: "This looks like a small village, but in fact it has long been regarded as a garrison by the air force. The villagers here are very alert. He can't poison all the villagers, and then there will be revenge at the risk of his life! If Maersen wants to go into the mountains, he dare not do such a thing, even to capture an ordinary villager and torture them for everything they want to know. He dare not do such a thing openly!"
Nangong Manyun also rushed out of the house, with a slightly worried look on his face: "Could it be that Mr. Fei's previous worries have come true? They found some antiques here. Otherwise, why did they make such a big noise to attract all the villagers? This is a treasure unique to this land, and it cannot be taken away by these people!"
Nangong Manyun's guess gave everyone a sense of certainty in their confusing thoughts!
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